I've been holding on to your thirst,
while my mouth is dry with hurt.

I would travel the endless desert sands
To one day make a angry stance.

As you push my emotions, through my heart.
The feelings that I get , wish you for dead.

With dreams of you, drowning in my hate
With no one to save you, from the pool of hurt.

As you drown in your own self pity.
I will never again give you my life.

Just when you feel you have the upper hand,
Do you find yourself under someones thumb......
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Just when you feel one step ahead,
Do you find yourself trampled upon......
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Just when you feel that you know someone,
Do you find yourself as the enemy......

And the sign says "Long-haired freaky people need not apply"
So I put my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why
He said you look like a fine outstanding young man, I think you'll do
So I took off my hat, I said "Imagine that, huh, me working for you"

And the sign says "Anybody caught trespassing will be shot on sight"
So I jumped the fence and I yelled at the house
Hey! What gives you the right!
To put up a fence and keep me out, or to keep Mother Nature in
If God was here, he'd tell it to your face, man, you're some kind of sinner


he said, say now mister, can't you read
You got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat
You can't watch, no you can't eat, you ain't supposed to be here
And the sign says "You got to have a membership card to get inside" - uh!

And the sign says "Everybody welcome, come in, kneel down and pray"
But then they passed around a plate at the end of it all
And I didn't have a penny to pay
So I got me a pen and a paper and I made up my own ******' sign
I said, "Thank you Lord for thinking 'bout me, I'm alive and doing fine",


Signs, signs, everywhere there's signs
******' up the scenery, breakin' my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign

As the fog of my life rolls in I am somewhat blinded and stunned.

Is it because of my past from the times from .my sins.

Is it mt disasters of love which was my pain.

It left me with a crippling heart that had me feel shame.

Opiates were once my life, which controlled me more then love

It controlled my body and owned my soul.

As the dog finally clears I can now find my life.

A life of dreams to help others means and begin a new life.

When life comes crashing down on you
What are the decisions that you make

Do pack away the life you have or
Do you make a stand

What do you consider crashing
What is rock bottom for you

Is it running out of money
It could be losing your first love

Is it from a tragic death or
A wreck in your car

Remember what's bad for one
May not be bad to another

Respect the thoughts of one
Because you may be the other

We put out principles in a antique box
Yet we put our feelings in Pandora's box

We brush our problems under the rug
Yet we keep our skeletons under our bed

We carry our baggage with emotions inside
We hide those feelings of wanting to die

We keep our dreams locked in our mind
Yet we talk of things and look for signs

Is there a key to this mystery
Or is it something we don't want to be

When I cry, I will wonder why
When I hurt, it feels like the first

When in pain, I feel nothing but shame
When I lie, I want to sometimes die

But when I smile, I feel so loved
And the tears I cry or tears of joy

Now when there's pain you feel inside
I will be with you right by your side

Now if you hurt, I will hurt with you
Just until the hurt is fulfilled for two

Now the part of lies, should never be
Be honest and open as we can
Only try to be

I think with my brain
But yet, she tells me what to do

With the noise of the city
With the cries throughout the night
With sirens blaring

What a hell of a night

This is very true
For those who don' know

It's a different lifestyle
that you should never know

If you don't know the city
It's whaht we love

Visit it once to see
A different side of life

As we grow we develop what’s called a train of thought.....
It’s something we never think about.....

Though in life were sometimes face with obstacles.....
Some bigger then others, but we easily get by.....

Some are so large, that we seem not to overcome them.....
But we do we brush them away....

There always on our minds, but we must move along.....
We somehow forget these obstacles and keep on going......

It these thoughts can stay clear for some time.......
Then were faced with new obstacles’ that bring up the past.....

We then decide what we have to do......
This can be very hard for most of us.....

We try and try then finally get by......
They always seem to be there, once we get past them.......

I hope they can be forgotten......
Sometimes they are just too large to forget......

But we must go on......

Sometimes when we get wrapped up in writing.
We fall off into a fantasy world of our own.

Our poetry, our life, our emotions, our make believe world.
When you break away from this life what do you do.

Do you keep it in mind, thats up to you
This life of poetry what does it make you do.

Do you read it to everyone from your phone.
Do you always write when your alone.

Love, hurt, pain, life, that's what we know
We express our feelings to let everyone know

Where did it come from, how could this be
What is this life, that has been given to me

They are so young only fifteen
Is it a sign of what's is to come

How should they know, how should they act
They never had a baby, is it a trap

It makes them think about their life
To do what's right for the baby's life

What does one think of when one writes
They then post their thoughts on this site

I see love poems that are so complete
I see poems of heart ache that will make you weep

I see poems of break up with spit on the screen
I see read of anger from someone in pain

I see lonely poems from times of the past
I see poems of madness that comes from the dark

I see complicated poems just like math
I see fashionable poems that come from scratch

I see people who write about their life
I see people who write about their guiding light

I read about hills, stars and rain
I read about forgiveness from the insane

I read about additions from live's of haste
I read about a loves one who have past

Children, family, feeling poems
I could keep going on but it would never end

Things we write are things we feel
We always write to keep our sanity real

What is considered pain

Feelings of being cut with a knife
or is it being stabbed in the heart
with emotions

Is it losing a loved one
or missing a real friend

Is it the feelings of no one caring
or just being alone

Does it come in times of darkness
or is it day by day

Can it be rationalized
or does it stay

This thing of pain
It must be great

I hear everyone talk about
It seems like it stays

I'm sorry to joke about it
But I'm in pain

I have nothing to give
No reason to stay
No reason to live

We've always said, show and tell
There will come a time it feels like hell

We always think it's about us
Yet we told the next player
That we'll show you

To the cemetery we went
And we dug up some coffins

We opened them all
And they were all in awe

Me and my friend
We were only 10

We did strange things
At this age

We ****** with cop cars
Because of our age

We blew up a house
From an explosive we made

We weren't bad kids
We just had mischievous ways

We started many fires
And we lived our on way

We ****** with most people
But we never knew better

Our parents were never home
Or they would of taught us better

Will I live or do I die
Will I cry or do I sigh

Will I live with this hurt inside
Will I hide these feelings inside

Will I burn or will I smile
Will I blaze with a life of craz

Will I hold this life of fire
Will I buy this life of desire

Will I ever change my life's passions

Will I find anorher
Will I find a lover
Will I find a friend

what was once one, was only once
what is to be, might be
what is now, will be the past

what was once whole. is now only part
what was once there, may be gone
what was once past, will never be

what was once a part, is now gone
what is now gone, is only  a memory
what will never be, is now forgotten

now it is gone
once a memory
is now forgotten

and no longer
in the past

Once and awhile
I'll close my eyes

I'll think of a place
That I've never been

There will be hope
Along with sin

It will be nice
Again it will be mean

I will have a knife
That's shiny and clean

I will sit for a while
And see your face

I'll think of that day
When you disgraced

I'll stab you in the back
I'll call you a *****

I'll say I love
But I won't be sure

I'll give you a kiss
Then spit in your face

You then tell me
You love me

I laugh in your face
Please give me a break

That day is over
I'm now in a new place

I place where I love you
Where we make no mistakes

I take your hand
We go for a walk

To place where I met you
Where you frooze my eyes

The day is over
We go to the new place

It was were I told you
I loved the first time

That day is over
To something new

The first time we ******
Was all about you

But after a while
It started to get old

I'd tell you I love you
You said it was old

You'd go find a new lover
Lo and behold

You would then
**** him

For your own plesure
That **** got old

i've been running around in circles, hiding from my own lie's

living in my own chaotic delusions and insecurities

with thoughts of mellow drama and lonely dreams of sin

i think about my life and think of where i've been

i feel nothing but tension in a real life fantasy

i seek through my own shadow, a life with no dreams

i'll shed my skin to find my only find friend

i am just worthless lire, i am just an imbecile

screaming at every step i take, killing myself with every breath i take

leaving every promise empty, trying to find a center in me

mother mary won't you whisper something good i've done

why can't i sleep forever or start things over

Falling in love
Does it grow or
Do you build on it

Is it like a rose that grows
So beautiful, so bright

But yet
Withers and dies

Is it like a house
So new, so comfortable

But yet
Grows old and falls apart

Is this fair to say
With all the heart ache and pain

How should we deal with this

Bring a rose everyday
And renavate to keep new

captured only by my sins
as they float endlessly within

shackled by my life which has me trapped without a doubt

these walls are cold and pale
this cage is made of steel

screams fill the room
alone i drop and kneel

silence now the sound
my breathing is the only motion

demons clutter around me
my face shows no emotions

drowning in my tears
expecting no return

so i hold my head up high
hiding hate that burns inside
which only fuels my selfish pride

held captive, i see no sun
a sun that shines on only some
i am meek and only one

i hear a thunder in the distance
i see a vision of a cross
i feel the pain that was given
on that sad of loss

a lion roars in the darkness
only he holds the key
a light to free me from my burdens
and grant me life eternally

i cry out to god
seeking only his decision
gabriel stands and confirms

that i've created my own prison

To the contrary
How about the flip side
What about a lie
Anything to say
The facts only
Who
What
Why
Where

The sounds of  the innocent.
Can only come from a child.

Magic or Deception

Illusion or Delusion

Belief or Fate

Truth or Lie

Nothing or Faith

To Live or to Die

What's the Mistake

Have I told you lately

Your B ad
Your I nconsiderate
Your T houghtless
Your C old
Your H ateful

Have I told you lately
What I think of you

When it blows to the left<
is when I'm the best~;]

When it blows to the right>
Are the times that I fight~~;[

When it flows up,^
are the times I have luck~~~:)

When it flows down,√
are the days that I frown~~~~:(

When it changes direction,:@
is when I lose perfection~~~~~:(

When it starts to miss me,€
are the times that you kiss me~~~~~~:*

When it goes in circles, ©
is when my life's crippled~~~~~~~:¢

When it stops,¥
is when my life drops___:

Anyway the wind blows,<>^√@¢©¥
is just how my life goes~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

And we say
    What we have done
           Who we once were....

And we say
   What will we do
          Who we will become....

And we say
    Why is life so hard
           Who have I become....

And we say
    Life is so confusing
          Who am I......